Feng Zicai was holding a big knife, the breeze blew across his face, blowing his beard up, although he was short, but in the eyes of the soldiers behind him, his figure was incomparably majestic, "Come on!" Feng Zicai turned the big knife sideways and shouted at the swarming French army, "The devil will come and die!" ”

The French soldiers were moving forward slowly and methodically, shooting muskets as they advanced, Feng Zicai did not have the patience to wait in place to become the target of the French, "Well, attack!" "The front army of 4,000 people rushed to the front line under the leadership of Feng Zicai, Feng Zicai was like a god, brave first, he took a group of personal soldiers like a burning red shovel, inserted into the grease, everywhere he went, the French army was burned like grease and disappeared without a trace, several people aimed at Feng Zicai and fired bullets one after another, he had a helmet on his head, and his body was covered with armor, if he didn't hit the face, he couldn't effectively damage Feng Zicai at all, in the case of close range, the musket was no longer as good as the broadsword, Feng Zicai's pro-soldiers around him continued to attrition, but there were also people who kept supplementing him, Feng Zicai turned his head to dodge the shooting of a white-hat French army, and then used a broadsword to block his bayonet killing, and with a stroke of his hand, he unloaded the right arm of this French soldier, the French soldier lay on the ground with a wail, and the pro-soldiers on the side hurriedly hooked him aside with a hook, Feng Zicai strode forward, forming an effective attack point, it seemed that a huge whale entered the sardine school, Unscrupulously began to devour the lives of French soldiers. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"That's not right!" Nigri's face was pale, he didn't need to look at his glasses, he could also see the triumphant expression on the face of the dwarf-like Chinese old man, he was calculated by the Chinese again, "These are not farmers at all!" Their combat effectiveness is about the same as that of the defenders of Bac Ninh City! ”

"No," said the adjutant on the side, "their attack is still very immature, and their performance on the battlefield is still very negligent, and the only thing they can rely on to fight us is that old man with a white beard!" As long as we defeat the old man first, these peasants will still be peasants! ”

"So a lion with a flock of sheep?" "I agree with you," and he then gave the order he regretted most in his life, "as long as we kill this lion, they will still be sheep for us to slaughter!" I'm going to go into battle myself," he drew his saber at his waist and held a musket in his left hand, "they have a commander to charge, and of course I can charge!" ”

Negri is not a simple-minded, easily excited fool, he dares to do such a dangerous thing, but made a comprehensive consideration, the Chinese do not have muskets, not even bows and arrows, then they come forward, as long as the soldiers protect themselves, there is no need to worry about safety at all, not to mention that they can also boost morale, I did not expect that in the face of China, an old man who kills like a god, many people have already shown a frightened look on their faces? They just hold their breath and beat them down, and they will be like those Chinese in Vietnam, a large-scale rout, Nigri dismounted, strode forward, "Forward, forward, the warriors of France march bravely!" ”

Feng Zicai's second son has been taking care of him by his side, he is holding a rattan shield by his father's side, the Feng family has a set of family heirloom sword and shield tactics, the shield is the main defense, the big knife is the main attack, the combination of offense and defense can form a small formation, he has always cooperated with his brother, but at this time, he has no choice but to help his father, take care of his father's everything. He stretched out his shield and put it on his father's knee, stabbed with a sound, and the bayonet that stabbed at Feng Zicai's three ways was blocked back, Feng Zicai slashed obliquely, killed a French soldier, repelled two soldiers, and he hurriedly rolled to the front, and a few personal soldiers extended the battle line to the front by half a meter.

Before leaving, his mother repeatedly told him to take care of his father, "I know that the death and wounding on this battlefield are common, the sword has no eyes, your father is so old, but he still has to serve the country and kill the enemy, although I am a woman's family, but I also know such a big thing, I can't stop it, I have no power to restrain the chicken, I can only let you two brothers follow him to take care of it, I don't want him not to die, if he sacrifices his life for the country, I am happy in my heart, but you must bring back your father's body, Can't let him become a lonely ghost in a foreign land! ”

He didn't have time to care about these words at this time, and he really couldn't get out of his mind during the war, he stood up, and together with a few pro-soldiers, formed a shield array, shouted loudly, and pressed forward, the French couldn't break this turtle shell with a bayonet for a while, they could only block it horizontally with a musket, resisting the pressure of the Chinese forward, but Feng Zicai's big knife was already ready to attack at the back, they cooperated tacitly, the shield was suddenly withdrawn there, Feng Zicai rushed to that piece with a big knife, The battle situation slowly tilted towards the side of the Chinese, and Feng Zicai's second son stood up, covered his chest with a shield, and exhaled slightly, but he seemed to hear his father's shouting, "Second Elder, bow your head!" ”

He suddenly felt that there was danger coming, and hurriedly lowered his head and threw himself on the ground, but at this time it was a little too late, "bang", a musket hit his right shoulder, his shield was almost out of his hand, lying on the ground without a trace of defense, the shield was pressed under him, and blood suddenly gushed out from his shoulder, and the shield soldiers on the side were blocking the attack of other French troops, and he couldn't spare his hands to support this side, a French soldier smirked and raised his hands high and stabbed at him, "Damn Chinese monkeys, go to hell!" ”

A flash of lightning flashed, and the head of the French soldier standing in front of the second son flew into the sky, and the blood in his chest splattered, spilling the second son's body, Feng Zicai shouted, "If you want to kill my son, ask me if I am allowed first!" He raised his head and looked at Nigri, who was not far away, with a cold gun, "The dog thief is so daring!" He picked away a few French soldiers on the side with a knife, "Second brother, it doesn't matter!" ”

"It doesn't matter!" The second child struggled to stand up and put the shield on his left hand, "This French devil is the leader, I can't let him go!" ”

"Dare to shoot my son in front of me, the end of this French devil has come," Feng Zicai's eyes were red, he was already a little tired at this time, but he was not angry by the French leader's sneak attack on his son, and his spirit suddenly rose again, "Kill him!" (To be continued.) )